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1153 Who Should She Trust? 3

The master has been looking for the queen's body for so long.

Searched through the entire killer organization!

result--

The corpse is right in front of you! Right in front of you!

"Bang-"

Quan Jin was really unwilling to die. The only thing she could hope for before her death was that the soul of the Queen of the Quan family was still alive and could avenge her and kill Quan Jin!

The ground vibration slowly returned to normal.

The candidate killers, who were afraid of death and fled, stuck out their heads with lingering fear. When they looked up, they saw a corpse lying on the ground: "She, she... the dead one!"

"Is it true that you are conscientious, or is it fake..."

"Wasn't there an earthquake just now? Why did it suddenly become unresponsive again?"

"Quan Jin is gone. I see that Qingfeng is very familiar with this place. Maybe there is a way out. Let's follow her quickly." After everyone saw Quan Jin and Qingfeng disposing of the body.

Then he headed towards a forked road ahead, and everyone followed closely.

It didn't take long.

Quan Jin and Qingfeng stood at the door of a secret room. There were a few big words written on the door, which made people take a few steps back:

[Taboo in the secret room]

[Trespassers die]

Moreover, it was personally initiated by the island owner of the killer organization.

"Taboo?"

The candidate killers who followed us all frowned, as if they had thought of something, and couldn't help but comment: "I heard that the killer organization changed the owner of the island three months ago, and she was a woman."

"The island owner seems to have a taboo. Anyone who violates it will die."

"We'd better not go in, in case we bump into the island owner..."

When they thought of this, everyone showed flinching in their eyes.

And Quan Jin!

But he directly stretched out his hand and pushed open the forbidden door!

"What are you doing?"

Everyone was frightened and immediately stopped them: "Do you want to die? The island owner personally opened the door, but you still dare to go in? You don't want your life!"

Quan Jin heard the sound.

He stopped and glanced at everyone.

One part smile, one part contempt, and the rest is all drag: "I am the only one who wants other people's lives, and no one dares to take my life!"

Everyone witnessed Quan Jin and Qingfeng approaching the room, but they were stunned and did not dare to follow them.

-

The rooms marked with taboos were all dark.

It was empty, it felt like there was nothing.

No!

have.

When Quan Jin walked to the center of the room, he could clearly see that there were seven portraits hanging on the wall, and each one was placed in a different position.

"Qiyao?"

"Boss?"

"Second child?"

"Why are the three of them in the portrait?" Quan Jin took a closer look and was shocked to find out.

Among the seven portraits on the wall.

One of the third mates turned out to be members of her Kyushu team.

Suddenly, Quan Jin recalled Qiyao's strangeness, and the scene where the prison boss suddenly became an outsider and came to the border. What happened in this...?

How could the three of them be made into portraits and hung on the wall?

"Quan Jin, what are you looking at?"

Qingfeng saw Quan Jin staring at the wall and couldn't help but follow Quan Jin's line of sight and glance over.

It's like seeing something extremely scary.

Qingfeng shouted directly: "Ah——"

"Death...the sacrifice of the dead!"

"Are the three of them dead?"

From Quan Jin's pupils.

Can be printed out...

Only in front of these three portraits, there is a catafalque: an ashtray used to commemorate the dead, with three unlit sticks of incense stuck in the ashtray.

Any normal person would be frightened to the point of feeling weak when they see this scene.

After all, this kind of spiritual platform is only used to pay homage to the dead, which means that the three of them died!

"Which bastard did this?"

Quan Jin had a cold face.

He stepped in front of the three portraits, then stretched out his hand, smashed the altar to pieces with one palm, and then tore three of the portraits off the wall.

Qingfeng didn't react at first.

It wasn't until she saw the seven portraits placed together that Qingfeng understood the shocking identities of these seven people.

"Quan Jin!" Qingfeng shouted in shock.

That kind of voice carries extreme fear and terror.
Chapter completed!
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